by Honey Harper
“You certainly are slippery,” he groaned, pushing his hips up, forcing his cock to penetrate his sweet little stepdaughter.
“Mmm,” Emma moaned against her daddy’s neck. She allowed all of her weight to nestle against Kevin’s strong body, as he shifted and moved her into position. She felt like a rag doll being lifted and pulled until finally she felt the familiar pressure of his big cock sliding its way inside of her tight little hole. He had the biggest cock she’d ever seen and she was so glad she had finally let him fuck her after her eighteenth birthday. He had been a gentle lover, taking her virginity and making her feel more pleasure than she ever thought possible. Since that first time, she couldn’t get enough of his thick, monstrous cock.
“Oh, God,” Kevin moaned, as the head of his cock pushed into Emma’s cunt. “Your pussy is so tight baby girl, even when it’s so wet. Daddy is going to have to take it easy on you.”
Emma pushed down onto his lap, deliberately forcing his cock deeper into her slippery pussy.
“Emma!” Kevin groaned, surprised by her sudden aggression. “Take it easy, I said.”
Emma giggled, as she pushed her ass down against his lap again, forcing his cock deeper and deeper inside of her.
“It feels too good to stop, Daddy!” Emma moaned, her small budding breasts bouncing in the air as she grinded Kevin’s lap. “Please… fuck me Daddy. I really, really need your cock!”
Kevin’s cock throbbed wildly as he worked his way into Emma’s tight cunt. He felt her velvety walls make way for his thick shaft, and he struggled to push every last inch deep into her.
“Daddy!” Emma wailed. “Oh, yes, Daddy!”
Kevin reached around and cupped Emma’s breasts in his hands. Squeezing gently, he used her tits to control her movements, bring her ass down on his lap as her pussy struggled to accept his shaft. His cock squeezed inside of her and then slipped out again as the water gushed between them, making lapping sounds as they thrashed against one another.
“That’s a good little girl,” Kevin whispered, his breath raspy and heavy as he struggled not to cum into Emma’s incredibly hot snatch.
“Make me cum again, Daddy! Please!”
Kevin fucked her with incredibly fury, her cock buried deep inside of her. He pounded her over and over, his thick shaft forcing its way in and out of her hot pussy, forcing her to keep up with his pace. He knew he was seconds away from coming, as the steaming hot water splashed up against his chest, and Emma cradled in his arms, her squeals growing louder and louder as he reached down and stroked her clit.
“Oooh!” Emma shrieked. It was almost too much. She threw her head back against Kevin’s shoulder, her throat gurgling in a flood of moans and screams.
“Play with my pussy, Daddy. Ooh!”
Kevin forced his cock to pull out of Emma’s pussy. As hard as it was, he knew that she wanted more of him before he allowed himself to cum.
He pulled her from his lap and twisted her body around carefully, pushing her ass up on the backside of the tub so she was tight against the wall.
She spread her legs, as he ran his hands up her thighs and squeezed tightly.
“Do you want Daddy to lick your little pussy?” he asked.
Emma nodded, licking her lips slowly. Her eyes were soaked in lust, as she rolled her head back against the wall.
“Tell me what you want Daddy to do, Emma.”
“You know, Daddy…please?”
“Tell me. Daddy needs you to tell me what you want me to do, baby.”
Emma’s eyelashes fluttered, her face turning a crimson red. Embarrassed and shy, she looked away from her step daddy. “Lick my pussy…please…daddy?”
“That’s my girl… Daddy would love to lick your little pussy.”
Kevin slid two fingers against Emma’s hairless cunt, spreading her swollen lips apart to reveal her diamond-shaped clit. It jutted out at him, beckoning his tongue to taste, to lick, and to engulf every inch of her sweet spot.
He lowered his face to her pussy, teasing her with hot breaths that tickled her clit and lips. His tongue rolled against the swell of her labia, kissing and licking her lips and thighs before settling down on her hard clit.
“Ooh!” Emma wailed, louder than ever before.
Kevin didn’t stop. His tongue lapped furiously against her clit in broad, even strokes. He flattened his tongue against it so that he could increase speed, his head swaying from side to side allowing his tongue to roam freely.
Emma bucked her body in hardening waves, back and forth, her hips grinding against Kevin’s face. He hungrily flicked his soft tongue faster and faster against her clit, rolling it around in circles until he felt her body tense up.
He knew it was time to push her over the edge again. He wanted to make her cum hard so that he could push his cock back up inside her and feel the incredible tightness of her pussy after immediate climax. He knew it was the tightest at that time as the sensations left her willing to try just about anything.
He slid two fingers down to the base of her entrance and flicked them back and forth, tickling her entryway.
“Oh yes!” Emma groaned, barely able to speak. She was so hot for his touch and would do just about anything to make him keep going.
“Daddy! Please, Oh please!”
Kevin allowed the tips of two fingers to trace the outline of her pussy, before moving quickly to push two fingers – knuckles deep.
Her whines filled the room as she begged him to keep finger fucking her.
“Please don’t stop, Daddy! You make me feel soooo good…”
Kevin had no plans of stopping, but he wanted to take his time. He slowed down his movements, allowing his fingers to explore the silk of her pussy walls. He pressed gently inside before sliding his fingers out to the fingertips and back in, right up to his knuckles.
He lowered his mouth again, this time he slid his tongue flat against her clit and kissed it, his breath hot against her sensitive skin.
Emma shuddered, her tight, young body vibrating against his face as she allowed him to do as he pleased.
Kevin flicked his tongue over her clit again, continuing to kiss and suck lightly in steady circles. Emma bucked hard against him, frantic to cum.
“Oh, Daddy!” she hissed through clenched teeth. “I’m going to come!”
Kevin wasted no time. He slid up to his knees and pulled Emma down to his lap as his cock buried itself deep inside her soaking wet cunt.
“Come on Daddy’s cock,” he commanded, his hands gripping her creamy ass, forcing her body back and forth as he watched his massive cock forcing its way in and out of Emma’s soaked pussy.
Emma’s eyes rolled in her head, as she felt Kevin take control of her entire body, moving her against him, his cock jutting in and out of her pussy with every stroke. Buried deep inside of her, she couldn’t help but look down and watch along with him, her pussy stretching in a struggle to wrap around his thick shaft.
“Oh, Daddy,” she moaned. “I’m coming!”
Emma’s pussy tightened around Kevin’s cock, forming an incredible suction that almost prevented him from continuing to pump her with steady speed. He slowed down, and watched as her pussy drizzled cum down his shaft.
“Oh!!”
Kevin groaned, feeling his balls tighten in anticipation of release. He couldn’t hold back any longer, though he wished it could go on forever.
He pushed into her pussy again, this time harder than before. If Emma wanted him to cum inside of her, she’d get exactly what she asked for.
Holding her tightly in place, he pulled her against him as he slid his back against the hardness of the tub. She straddled him now, her pussy positioned straight up on his fat cock and he allowed her to fuck him back, just as hard.
“Come on baby,” he whispered, moving his hands away from her body and leaving them to rest on the tub floor. “Be a good little girl and make Daddy come.”
Emma loved it when she was in control. She felt like a powerfu
l vixen, able to make this hot, gorgeous man explode, any time she wanted.
She bobbed up and down on his shaft, her big, round breasts bouncing in unison with her movements.
“Oh yes, Daddy,” she replied breathlessly. “I want to make you come deep inside of me.”
“Mmm, you feel so tight and warm,” Kevin replied. “Do you like it when Daddy comes inside of you and you can feel my hot juice?”
“Uh huh,” Emma replied, eyes rolling in her head. She loved the idea of having her step daddy’s baby.
Kevin’s body ached for release but he reveled in the sensations of Emma straddling his cock, forcing it into her smooth, hairless pussy.
“Come on baby, go faster. Fuck your Daddy…fuck it harder than Mommy does.”
Emma obeyed, quickening the pace. Her knees breezed against the bottom of the tub as she pushed down against Kevin’s groin. He was buried 9 inches inside of her, and she could barely contain her screams as she felt her pussy vibrating so fierce and hard that she knew she was about to cum again.
“I’m going to come too, Daddy!” she moaned.
Kevin knew that it was time to take control. He reached up and gripped her hips, forcing her to lie down against his chest. Emma tucked her head next to his, her lips brushing his ear as she felt his big hands grip her curvy, round ass and pull her up and down against him.
“Oh, God, baby,” he moaned. “I’m coming...”
“Oohhh, yes Daddy! I want every drop of you inside of me!”
They rocked back and forth frantically, Kevin’s cock refusing to leave the warm tightness of Emma’s tender pussy. His dick throbbed uncontrollably and he felt his hot liquid spewing deep inside of her.
“Yes!!” she wailed. “That’s it… fill me up!”
Emma’s pussy clenched Kevin’s cock so tightly that burned, as she exploded all over his shaft. She felt her cum trickling down her thighs, hitting the water below.
She collapsed against Kevin’s chest, unable to move. Her shoulders heaved hard against him, her lungs frantic for air.
“Oh, God,” Kevin whispered, reveling in the aftershock of his intense orgasm. No one ever made him feel as good as Emma, and he especially loved it when they played in the bathtub.
Emily’s face was lit with the crimson afterglow of orgasm after orgasm. She loved these games, too, and couldn’t wait for what roles they’d play next.
“Daddy,” she whispered in a panted breath.
“Yes?” Kevin replied, still in character.
“I think we’re dirty again. Maybe we should get out of the tub and into the shower?”
Kevin chuckled, as he wrapped his arms around Emma’s shoulders.
“You’re insatiable, “ he replied, unable to control his laughter.
“Oh, you have no idea.” Emma replied, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
Kevin roared with laughter, as they lay soaking in the warmth of the tub.
His Sweet Plaything
By Honey Harper & Angel Wild
“Hey, Daddy, you want some of this iced tea I’m making? I can pour a glass and bring it to you!” Emily moved the teapot from the stove and listened but heard no response from her stepfather in the other room. She rolled her eyes, hearing nothing but the roar of the television in the background. It sounded like some sort of game show.
“Daddy?” she called one more time, but it was useless. No one could catch the man’s attention when he was enthralled in the television. It didn’t matter what program was on or how long he’d been watching. He was just as oblivious to everything the moment he sat down in front of the tube as he was when he’d been marathon watching for several hours.
Shaking her head, Emily decided she’d pour him a glass and take it in to him.
Emily liked her stepfather, most of the time. He was a lot of fun, when he wasn’t busy being a TV addict, and he was a successful businessman. Her mother was never home, always traveling for work, and over the past couple of years, she and David had gotten to be really good friends who could tease each other and just have a good time. And Emily had to admit - for a guy who was forty, he looked damn good. He stayed in shape and wasn’t showing any signs of gray or wrinkles.
But at times like this, he was so incredibly irritating. She imagined that he was simply zoned out watching some program, not bothering to pay attention to her. Emily figured she’d leave his tea on the side table next to the couch where he sat and take her own into the study that no one ever used, maybe work on one of her graphic arts pieces or simply play games on Facebook. It would keep her occupied until David came out of his funk and decided to be a living, breathing human being again.
A glass in each hand, she stepped out of the kitchen and into the living room, but stopped dead in the doorway. The sight before her was unbelievable. David stood in the middle of the living room, jaw slack as he stood, staring at the television. But he’d apparently unbuttoned his shorts before he’d stood up because they had slipped down from his waist and rested around his knees, and he’d failed to wear any underwear today.
Even without being fully hard, David’s penis was large enough to make her swallow hard. And it was well formed, with what she figured was a perfect shape. She hadn’t really had much experience with guys, and she’d really only touched them through their clothes, but she’d seen movies and David was…mouthwatering.
She cleared her throat, hoping for once that it would get his attention away from the television. She had to get him to pull up his shorts, or she would simply stand there and stare and make a fool of herself for the next several hours. But his attention stayed on the program, and Emily began to feel awkward and desperate. If she was honest with herself, she had a terrible craving to walk over and grab him, hold him in her hand and feel him grow hard in her grasp. And she needed to clear that from her mind before she followed through with it. She could only imagine his reaction – rage, disgust. Nothing happy.
Reaffirming her resolve, she strode up to him, her head held high, and stopped just inches away, leaning in so her mouth was practically against his ear. “Daddy, I brought you some iced tea, but you might want to pull your pants up before I pull a prank like dipping your cock in it.” There, that should get his attention.
David blinked several times, as if coming out of a trance, and turned to look at her. Emily dropped her gaze, blushing as it fell on his now growing erection again and she got an idea of just how large he really was. Trying to decide which was more embarrassing, she finally looked up at him to find him quirking a smile that was both cocky and shy, maybe even a little embarrassed.
“I heard you calling, and I got up with the intention of coming to get the tea, but I got sucked back in. And apparently, I didn’t exactly remember to zip my pants.”
Feeling anxious and not sure how to respond, Emily cleared her throat again and simply said, “I can see that.”
David raised an eyebrow at her, one side of his grin turning up even further into a lopsided smirk. “You don’t seem to mind the view too much.”
Emily felt her neck and cheeks heating and knew she must be fifteen shades of red. She couldn’t believe she was having this discussion with her stepfather. For all that they were friends, and they’d lived in the same house for over two years now, this conversation was a lot more intimate than anything she’d ever expected to be sharing with him.
Trying to clear the air, she held out his glass of tea. “Here, Dad. Cool it down and pull up your pants for God sakes.”
He chuckled, taking the glass from her. “Really? Because I can see the look in your eyes, Emily, and I’m pretty sure that’s not what’s on your mind. I don’t think you really want me to put it away quite yet, do you?”
Emily didn’t answer. Her mind was everywhere. She could think of a great many things she’d rather do with her step daddy’s erection aside from shove it back in his shorts. In fact, shoving it in several places came to mind, but none of them involved clothing. Admittedly, she’d had fantasies abo
ut David, but she’d never considered them seriously. And now that she got a good look at how well endowed he was, those fantasies were running rampant and making her heart pound in her chest.
Before she could stutter out an answer that made any kind of sense, he took a step forward, and her empty hand brushed against him. Her mouth went dry, but she couldn’t jerk her hand away as he pressed against it. Oh, yes, there was a lot she could think of to do with him other than cover him up or just stare.
In a ballsy move, Emily turned her hand around, touching David with her palm. Just as she’d expected, he grew harder at the exploration, larger as her fingers curled around him. She didn’t meet his gaze, but she fed off the reaction, especially as he emitted a grunt. “Your hands are so soft,” he muttered, his tone gravelly.
Finally, she met his gaze, and the intensity there drove her, gave her courage. With a firm grip, she surrounded him with her hand, drawing it up and down the shaft until it twitched in her hands. The satisfaction of that reaction had her stomach in knots and the juncture between her legs getting hot and moist. “Daddy…” Her own voice was deeper, and to her own ears, she sounded sultry. It made her stop talking.
But with his eyes still locked dead onto hers, David put his hand around hers where it rested at the base of his cock, and he had her running it up and down over the silky skin once again. “It feels like you’ve done this before.”
Slowly, not breaking eye contact, Emily shook her head. “No, I haven’t, but I like it. And I can think of so many more things I’d like to do.”
He smirked again, but this time, there was a pained look. “Like what? Staring at my cock, pretty girl?”
“No. I’ve done enough of that.” Squeezing tighter and watching him fight to keep his eyes from rolling back in his head, Emily smiled seductively. “I think holding it isn’t enough. I want to taste it and ride it and see what it can do for me, Daddy.”
With a slow nod, David quirked a brow at her. “I like that idea. Why don’t you start by getting down on your knees?”